"I've kind of been the worst at it too," Maggie said. She wasn't going to let Anna take all the blame. She could just as easily reach out, and she hadn't. Not until earlier today.
"I'm...okay." As okay as she could be knowing her sister went home to die. And Daryl...maybe he wasn't dead yet that anyone knew, but she was sure it was coming. Death was the only real certainty in their lives back home. "It's tough since my sister went home, and Daryl too. But I'm okay. Going to Italy with my husband helped."